Every frickin' time I leave the gym...
I crave a baked potato with bbq sauce.
Isn't that weird?
On a totally separate note:
Today my friend Z and I were at the gym and after 30 mins of cardio we hit the weights.
As I am pumping iron (that sounds a little lesbian-ish)... Z looks at me and says,
"For not having any makeup on, and for being sweaty at the gym, and for being a heinous bitch... You look really pretty right now!"
1 comments:
Hi there! Thanks so much for visiting my blog, I'm glad you like it. I love your side bar lists-I'll totally open a cupcake store with you and we can do event planning on the side. We'll call it Cupcakes & Champagne. Or something like that ;)
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